This is it in English. I didn't use extremely good English so it would be easier for me to translate it in French. Please correct the French.

My dream started in an elevator. I was going to the five thousandth five hundred and fifty fifth floor. While I was in the elevator I met a little boy. He was pale and quiet and stood at the opposite end. He was around five years old. The little boy turned to me and asked me, “What floor are you getting off at?” I told him that I was getting off at the five thousandth five hundred and fifty fifth floor. He asked me to guess the floor he was getting off at. The only other number pressed was thirty five. When I guessed correctly the boy pressed many numbers before he ran off into darkness on his floor. I was afraid of the dark so I did not chase him. The elevator then stopped at another floor. A lady in a white wedding dress came in. She was covered in blood. I crouched down in the corner hoping she wouldn't notice me. At the next stop, lady came in. From her reflection in the opposite mirror I saw that half her face was eaten. At the next stop, a black cat came in. Soon, the elevator was filled with ghosts. When my stop finally came, I ran down the hallway. All of them started to follow me. I saw my friend dressed in a black suit. When I went to talk to him, he jumped from the balcony. I was afraid of all the ghosts following me so I jumped. I ended up falling in an empty field covered with snow. It was very pretty. My best friend saw me and took me to one end of the field while comforting me. She told me to wait for the bus. I tried telling her several times that no bus will come, yet she just stood there smiling. The ghosts started coming closer so I ran into a nearby telephone booth. A bus suddenly came, picked up my friend, and disappeared. I started to cry as the ghosts came nearer. Then, I woke up.

This is it in English. I didn't use extremely good English so it would be easier for me to translate it in French. Please correct the French.

My dream started in an elevator. I was going to the five thousandth five hundred and fifty fifth floor. While I was in the elevator I met a little boy. He was pale and quiet and stood at the opposite end. He was around five years old. The little boy turned to me and asked me, “What floor are you getting off at?” I told him that I was getting off at the five thousandth five hundred and fifty fifth floor. He asked me to guess the floor he was getting off at. The only other number pressed was thirty five. When I guessed correctly the boy pressed many numbers before he ran off into darkness on his floor. I was afraid of the dark so I did not chase him. The elevator then stopped at another floor. A lady in a white wedding dress came in. She was covered in blood. I crouched down in the corner hoping she wouldn't notice me. At the next stop, lady came in. From her reflection in the opposite mirror I saw that half her face was eaten. At the next stop, a black cat came in. Soon, the elevator was filled with ghosts. When my stop finally came, I ran down the hallway. All of them started to follow me. I saw my friend dressed in a black suit. When I went to talk to him, he jumped from the balcony. I was afraid of all the ghosts following me so I jumped. I ended up falling in an empty field covered with snow. It was very pretty. My best friend saw me and took me to one end of the field while comforting me. She told me to wait for the bus. I tried telling her several times that no bus will come, yet she just stood there smiling. The ghosts started coming closer so I ran into a nearby telephone booth. A bus suddenly came, picked up my friend, and disappeared. I started to cry as the ghosts came nearer. Then, I woke up.

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This is it in English. I didn't use extremely good English so it would be easier for me to translate it in French. Please correct the French.

My dream started in an elevator. I was going to the five thousandth five hundred and fifty fifth floor. While I was in the elevator I met a little boy. He was pale and quiet and stood at the opposite end. He was around five years old. The little boy turned to me and asked me, “What floor are you getting off at?” I told him that I was getting off at the five thousandth five hundred and fifty fifth floor. He asked me to guess the floor he was getting off at. The only other number pressed was thirty five. When I guessed correctly the boy pressed many numbers before he ran off into darkness on his floor. I was afraid of the dark so I did not chase him. The elevator then stopped at another floor. A lady in a white wedding dress came in. She was covered in blood. I crouched down in the corner hoping she wouldn't notice me. At the next stop, lady came in. From her reflection in the opposite mirror I saw that half her face was eaten. At the next stop, a black cat came in. Soon, the elevator was filled with ghosts. When my stop finally came, I ran down the hallway. All of them started to follow me. I saw my friend dressed in a black suit. When I went to talk to him, he jumped from the balcony. I was afraid of all the ghosts following me so I jumped. I ended up falling in an empty field covered with snow. It was very pretty. My best friend saw me and took me to one end of the field while comforting me. She told me to wait for the bus. I tried telling her several times that no bus will come, yet she just stood there smiling. The ghosts started coming closer so I ran into a nearby telephone booth. A bus suddenly came, picked up my friend, and disappeared. I started to cry as the ghosts came nearer. Then, I woke up.

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My dream started in an elevator. I was going to the five thousandth five hundred and fifty fifth floor. While I was in the elevator I met a little boy. He was pale and quiet and stood at the opposite end. He was around five years old. The little boy turned to me and asked me, “What floor are you getting off at?” I told him that I was getting off at the five thousandth five hundred and fifty fifth floor. He asked me to guess the floor he was getting off at. The only other number pressed was thirty five. When I guessed correctly the boy pressed many numbers before he ran off into darkness on his floor. I was afraid of the dark so I did not chase him. The elevator then stopped at another floor. A lady in a white wedding dress came in. She was covered in blood. I crouched down in the corner hoping she wouldn't notice me. At the next stop, lady came in. From her reflection in the opposite mirror I saw that half her face was eaten. At the next stop, a black cat came in. Soon, the elevator was filled with ghosts. When my stop finally came, I ran down the hallway. All of them started to follow me. I saw my friend dressed in a black suit. When I went to talk to him, he jumped from the balcony. I was afraid of all the ghosts following me so I jumped. I ended up falling in an empty field covered with snow. It was very pretty. My best friend saw me and took me to one end of the field while comforting me. She told me to wait for the bus. I tried telling her several times that no bus will come, yet she just stood there smiling. The ghosts started coming closer so I ran into a nearby telephone booth. A bus suddenly came, picked up my friend, and disappeared. I started to cry as the ghosts came nearer. Then, I woke up.

NOTE: I do not promise I caught them all as this is way past my bedtime and my eyes do not function well after dark! Bonne chance!

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